by DaddyO
Relegated to play Monopoly
in the game of Life
I obtain what I want
without getting what I need,
and set people off
with my provocation.
To avoid a bored walk
down streets and avenues
that are not my property
I take respite in a little house of O
right next to McDonalds
and pretend it's a hotel
where I snort Splenda
through faux fifties
off the naked arching backs
of bratty ageplayers acting out
an arrested adolescence
I get high from the thought
yet crash with the realization
that "winning" means simply
I am not yet bankrupt: I didn't lose all!
Yes, I am still in the game
practicing a hybrid
of monogamous masturbation
and polyamorous orgies
sharing with nary
a knack for compersion